Duskfire Glacier embracing the starlit fate

As much as Posie disliked the cold, he couldn't outright say he hated it. Hate was too strong a word, and he had always been taught to avoid such strong sentiments. Even if he was only describing a place, not a person. The lesson was so well ingrained within the meek boy that he couldn't fathom such a descriptor. No, he disliked the cold. Thoroughly. And no matter how much effort he put in to movement - whether he paced willy-nilly or ran full-tilt through the strange pine forest - he couldn't warm his little self up. When the creeping thoughts of his own demise started to catch in his mind, Posie was startled, first and foremost. Such a grim outlook was not normal for him; but the thoughts of freezing to death where nobody would find him spurred him on. He soon found himself faced with quite a magnificent sight.

As the boy emerged from the snowy forest, his eyes landed upon the view. The glacier spread out for as far as his eyes could see - and as far as his mind could fathom - reaching to the horizon and disappearing in to the distance. 

He gasped audibly, "Woah!" And his eyes went as wide as dinner plates. Who knew such a massive sheet of ice could exist in a place like this? (Clearly Posie didn't understand the laws of nature). "Its so big!" As he exclaimed this, Posie's teeth set in to a noisy chatter. He sucked in a cold breath and tried to chill out (hah), but that was his entire problem. He needed to warm up, not just stand there gawking at the scenery.